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Seeing Gu's expression, Feng Daoming felt a surge of anger and blood rushing to his head. He exerted all his strength, attempting to strike Gu down with a single blow, but unexpectedly, a young man clad in brown scales and wearing a colorful phoenix crown stood in front of him.
Who dares to block his path while he cleanses the traitors from the academy?
In the Eastern Qiankun Dao, he had seen Senior Brother Feng and Grand Master Feng.
Qiankun Dao?
Feng Xiao?
The attention of Grand Master Feng and Chen Minghua was clearly different. Upon seeing Chen Minghua and the others' expressions of surprise, it could be determined that Grand Master Feng's faction had indeed been supported by that Feng Xiao.
What? Does Qiankun Dao fear that Worldly Sage might personally visit them if they attempt to intervene in the academy's affairs?
The Daoist Sect has issued an order: before Tiandong is stabilized, Gu must not die.
This time, Grand Master Feng finally ceased applying pressure under the guise of righteousness. He understood that no matter how much effort he expended in persuasion, it would likely be futile; if one wanted something, they had to seize it themselves.
Ding!
The Demon Suppression Circle emitted a crisp sound. Suddenly, a large number of disciples appeared, rushing towards the mountain path to block Gu Shan's advance. Grand Master Feng did not believe that Gu Mingyue would truly misinterpret those Disciples of the Academy as Killing Legs or bear the blame of betraying the Sect; likely, no one could withstand such a burden.
Since Grand Master Feng had already summoned people, there was no reason for him to hesitate any longer.
Feng Xiao inserted two fingers into the air, and a piercing whistle echoed through the sky. Immediately, a tiger's roar came from Shandong, followed by the cry of an eagle descending from the Nine Heavens.
Figures of the demon clan either fell from the sky or emerged from the mountains and forests. Even the many elders and disciples who had been hiding in Red Cloud were unaware of how so many demons had infiltrated the academy.
Gu Feng Grandmaster shouted sternly, "I dare to unite with Qiankun Dao to plot against the foundation of this academy."
"Grand Ancestor," Bu Fou "Put away your petty demeanor; you are even worse than the petty Zhuang Zhixian. Although he claims not to be petty, he dares to act boldly. You, on the other hand, are just a coward. My current state resembles that of a juggling monkey; no matter how much I say, it won't change my self-inflicted suffering."
It seems that Mingyue must seek out Old Man personally to move against me, forcing Gu Bian into action.
Old Commoner, Bu Fou His disciple spoke incorrectly; I don't deny that Mo Qiu has brought this upon himself. Even if I kick Mingyue, his disciple will still have no offspring.
A voice like wind chimes resonated in the sky as a willow leaf floated down eastward. A slender figure broke through the air and appeared before Grand Master Feng.
"No need for that old Commoner to be rampant anymore," Liu Shizu said. "Both of them are at Integration Stage Great Master level; if it comes to a fight, the young Liu Shizu will definitely have the advantage."
"Liu," even I am considering betraying the academy?
"Oh? That sounds serious. What do you mean by betraying the academy? My master hasn't spoken yet; can I, Old Feng, replace my master or Daoist Sect?"
"I take good care of my disciples and unite with outsiders to attack the mountain gate. What betrayal of Sect is there? If I maintain my stance, don’t blame him for turning against me tomorrow."
The dagger of desperation has revealed itself, Old Commoner. His disciple spoke wrongly; I don't deny that Mo Qiu has said too much and only brought humiliation upon himself.
The bright moon allowed him to ponder just how much progress he had made over the past thousand years.
Grand Master Feng held the Demon Suppression Circle with one leg while casting a Spell with the other. Only through Fusion could he unleash the technique of the Muddy Swamp, which would instantly freeze the air for miles around. The Divine Sense became difficult to extend, as if stepping into a quagmire, making every movement a struggle. Then, the Demon Suppression Circle vanished from everyone's sight, only to suddenly reappear behind Liu Shizu.
How many years has it been? I don't deny it. So, have I truly grown old?
After speaking, Liu Shizu seemingly summoned a willow leaf from nowhere. With a casual turn of his palm, he effortlessly shattered the attack of the Demon Suppression Circle. His delicate figure trembled slightly as a powerful Divine Sense surged forth, instantly dispelling Grand Master Feng's Muddy Swamp technique.
Not Coco? Grand Master Feng trembled as he withdrew his Demon Suppression Circle, staring at Liu Shizu in disbelief. When did I enter the Transcendence Period? How could he have surpassed me?
As Grand Master Feng's words trailed off abruptly, he suddenly recalled that during those three months, everyone's attention in the academy had been focused on the Great Qin Ying Clan. Three months was enough time for Liu Shizu to break through ten times or more.
Even so, do I think that Mingyue can preserve that remnant of the Light Path Classic? Can she save that traitor Dong? He chuckled softly.
Whether or not Dong can be saved is not for me to decide, he laughed lightly.
The two locked eyes, both coldly smiling as they regarded Mistake.
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